Note: OK. Let me clear this up right now so you don't get confused in the middle. The throne room is right next to the docking bay, meaning they have yet to find Bulma. The dungeons are in the basement. Bulma's room is right next to the stairs, meaning she has easy access to the basement. Also, the vents go from the basement up onto the roof, like a chimney. This also means they pass through all the rooms. There are also little tubes that run inbetween each of the vents to connect them. *Evil grin* She also knows what uniforms Frieza's henchmen wears because the information was downloaded into her brain, remember?
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"Uhhhh…" Bulma groaned as she came about. "Where…. Where am I?" She sat up and rubbed her eyes. She decided to fall back down again when she remembered what Vegeta had almost done to her. "Shit…" she cursed. A huge explosion shook the room. "WTF?" she roared.
She got up and peeked out of her door. Frieza's henchmen. "Damn it! I was knocked out long, wasn't I?" She paced across the room, biting her nails.
"AHAHA!" she heard from somewhere in her room. She shrieked and checked all enclosed areas for a hidden attacker. "Zarbon, you fool! Do you really think I've been sitting on my ass all these years? I'm far stronger than I was the last time you saw me!" she heard a familiar voice said. It was coming from the vent. She ran over to the vent and forced the panel off. She stuck her head down it a little to see if it was coming from up or down. A ki blast shot through her view. There was a fight going on. She searched her memory and her knowledge of the castle layout and remembered that below her room was the dungeons.
She stuck her head down and listened carefully to learn more. She heard the sound of ki coming in contact with flesh. Someone cried out in pain, and then a sadistic voice taunted the latter. "Vegeta, Vegeta, Vegeta. When will you learn that you're not the only one who grows stronger every 3 years?"
"Shit! Vegeta's in trouble! I have to get him out of there!" She heard the sound of heavy ki resistant iron bars being shut and someone cursing profanities. She heard Vegeta's enemy walk away up the stairs.
"Now's my chance! I should bring some sort of weapon, though," she thought. "Umm…" She looked around the room and grabbed a flare gun she had recently invented. She changed into her camouflage clothes quickly (yes it's possible) and stuck the flame gun in her pocket. She took her bed sheet and tied them tightly around her ankles and waist. She took a deep breath while tying a camouflage bandana around her forehead, Bardock style. She then secured the other end of the sheet by tying it to her bed frame (those beds are pretty heavy). "Hope this works!" she yelled as she dove down the vent. She closed her eyes and waited to see where she could stop. When she felt the tug on her waist and ankles, she cocked open one eye. The guards were there but couldn't see her. It was dark and she was inside a cell. She undid the sheet around herself and fell to the floor.
"I never thought you'd be the one to save me, onna," a cool voice said from the corner of the cell. She swerved around to meet Vegeta. She breathed a sigh of relief. Vegeta had raised an eyebrow to show he was impressed.
She couldn't help but smile softly at the sight of him. "Come on, Vegetable head. Lets go." Vegeta grabbed her tightly around the waist and shot up through the vent, using a hand to smash through and panels in the way. Bulma clutched onto his chest armor and wrapped one arm around his neck to make sure she didn't fall. He had slown down so he wouldn't hurt her. His attention was focused upward. Bulma smiled and rested her head on his chest.
Vegeta smiled when she wasn't looking. She was certainly special. That was too easy, though. "She came in, and we blasted out. Didn't anyone notice by now?" he asked himself. Well, either way, Bulma got him out.
"Onna," he grunted. She looked up at him.
"Hmmm?"
"Uh, thanks," he whispered in her ear. She smiled.
"No problem, Veggie-chan." She couldn't wipe the smile off her face as she cuddled next to him and buried her face in his chest. He would never have said that to anyone. Why her? Maybe he wasn't the pig she thought he was. Maybe he really did care about her. But did that mean he loved her?
More importantly, did she love him? Of course, who couldn't hate the way he scowled 24-7, but who couldn't love the possessive tone he took over her and the few smiles he carefully gave out. She remembered back on Earth, when she had taken him to that McDonalds, some sleazy prick had tried to hit on her.
Flashback"I told you I'm not giving you my phone number, not get out of my face before I go get the manager!" she roared when he attempted for the 7th time to get her phone number. At the 4th try, she had stood up and taken to screaming at him. The employees did not feel like dealing with a drunk man and an angry Bulma Briefs. Vegeta sat eating his Big Macs without caring. He was, however, getting sick of her screeching.
"C'mon babe, it's just your phone number!" he slurred. He sounded drunk. Vegeta saw Bulma getting ready to blow, so he calmly stood up. Bulma stopped when she saw him do this.
"Huh?" she said, pupils growing small. He walked in-between Bulma and the man. He grabbed him by the shirt roughly and pulled him closer to his own face.
"Listen, asshole. If you don't leave the Onna alone I will make you leave her alone!" he threatened quietly, so only Bulma, the guy, and he could hear. He raised his free hand in front of the guys face and formed a tiny ki ball. The guy, mistaking the word 'the' for 'my', shrieked and ran out the store.
The remaining customers in the restaurant stared. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU LOOKING AT????" he roared. They all quickly concentrated on their food.
He turned back to Bulma, a hands-on-hips and smirking Bulma, and leered at her.
"What? You think I did that at your discretion?" he growled sitting back down on his chair.
"I don't care why or whom you did it for, but thanks!" she said, smirk turning into a grin. She sat back down and they resumed eating.
End FlashbackHe was handsome, tough, and very possessive of her. Of course, there were some down sides to that, but that also meant she would never have to be worried about being attacked. That also meant she would never be alone.
"Yes," she thought sweetly. "I do love him."
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Vegeta flew upward slowly so that Bulma wouldn't be hurt. He smiled when she hugged him and clutched his chest armor. You could bet he liked the feeling of that. He looked down at her when she closed her eyes and buried her face in his chest.
"Why do I feel this way about you, Onna? Do I give up everything I am just for you? Or do I send you away so I can keep my dignity with only half myself?"
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Sorry for the delay! My mom is pregnant and I have to take care of her, so I don't have as much time on the computer anymore. I swear, though, I will finish this!!!!!